Savita Bhabhi…I mean Randi, I recognized you in our last meeting & I shot a video of our last session. I showed it to our boss & he was so desperate...to meet you for such a hot session. So I called you here for him. Now you decide you want to serve him or these videos can go on the net….I was getting blackmailed, now I realized why he paid me money. I was cursing myself. Why I hooked up with Aralu? I said boss please keep it among three of us. I will do what you want. He laughed. Good girl, do. I’ll see to that. He’ll pay with the skin of his rear.”I was just able to see that the twins had both responded to their mother’s invitation. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that one of them had scootched forward in her chair, offering her clean-shaven pussy to my attentions. Her twin had opted for the rear homage and was kneeling on her chair, her hard-bodied young bubble butt transmitting a silent siren’s song, promising the reward that only a young lady can offer.In spite of what I. In at least one aspect of our relationship I would be one step ahead of her. I led her to the back of the studio. On the back wall are my music cabinets. I have a lot of sheet music. The cabinets stretch almost the width of the room, and it's a big room. I've been collecting music since I can remember, and if there's a piece for piano, and if it's worth playing, chances are I have it. I even have a few autographs, originals in the composer's own handwriting. One cabinet is full of my own. I think they are.”“I’d like to be.” Jess spoke up first. “You keep having Lidie kiss me or touch me and I don’t want you to be with any other girl. So I don’t want to be with any other girl.”“Dude, you won the prize of number 2 girl!” Nisha snorted. “Look, listen to, to blonde bimbo. We’re his whores.”“Number 2 girl?” Talsy said. “Fuck no! Adelaide’s number 1, yeah. I’m number 2. I put in the work. These are just your work whores.”“It’s more of a rank than a full counting.” Lidie added. “Like.